This past weekend was the first one in a while where we were able to head down the beach and enjoy the warmer, drier days we’ve been treated to.
The last few times we had ventured down it was rather wet, miserable and incredibly windy.
But with blue skies, temperatures sneaking in to double figures and a low tide we decided to head round to Holly Well, where you can clamber over big rocks and begin the climb up Beachy Head if you time it right.
The boys were eager to run off some energy, being adorable as they ran up and down the stones.
It was amazing to see the damage caused by the recent battering the beaches have taken. Whilst we have gotten away incredibly lightly compared to some coastal towns, the costs to repair the washed away stretches of beaches will be immense. It was rather sad to see just how much had gone, large drops where the waves had literately washed away huge chucks of beach.
We eventually pootled round to Holly Well, where we saw this.
A rather magnificent chunk of tree washed up on the beach.
The boys were soon off and exploring.
Discovering rock pools, mostly with their feet!
Walking among old sea defences.
We followed tiny streams of clear, sparkly water down to the sea.
The boys were amazed how removing and adding rocks would disrupt the flow of water.
We loved this ‘rock pool’ which looked like a small boat made of rocks!
We had to call an end to the day early, Ethan developed and ear ache and was not a happy boy.
After getting home it was time to see what driftwood goodies we had gathered.